LOGINThird Person’s POVThe land was quiet again. Not the uneasy silence that follows battle, but a calm that felt earned. Walls were repaired. Borders were secure. Fires burned for warmth, not warning. The packs moved forward, slowly learning how to live without fear.The war had taken much. But it had
Third Person’s POVPeace never truly came. Not while Dylan still breathed with hatred in his chest.While Austin’s pack rebuilt their walls and healed their wounded, Dylan gathered what little power he had left. He no longer planned with reason. He no longer cared about laws or councils. All he want
Third Person’s POVThe night was unnaturally quiet. Too quiet for a pack still at war.Explosive devices were hidden under the hospital floors, inside drainage tunnels, beneath supply wagons, and near the healing wards. They were simple in design but very dangerous. They were not meant to capture la
Austin’s POVThis is the war all over again. Not steel and blood but the battle between instinct and respect. Between fear and trust.I wanted to tear the ritual apart before it began. Wanted to bury the witch’s knowledge and end Dylan with my own hands.But that would make Madison collateral. Again
Austin’s POVThe message came at midnight.No guard announced her presence, not even a single security alarm ringed. One moment the war room was silent, lit only by low-burning lamps and scattered maps. The next, the air shifted, thickened like the space itself had inhaled and forgotten to breathe o
Madison’s POVAfter we came back to home from the council hall massacre, the room felt too still. I noticed how the air felt heavier than it felt before we left for the council. I had been counting breaths, his, not mine, marking the rise and fall of his chest like a promise I could keep if I just s
She frowned, breath shaky.“Yes,” I murmured. “You need me in there with you. Not like this. Not just watching from the outside. I have to pull your focus away from him completely. Overwhelm the bond until his command loses its grip.”Her gaze searched mine, confused. “How…?”A faint smile left my f
Their mate bond had destroyed her. Every time he cheated, every time he lied, she felt it, physically, emotionally, soul-deep. She stayed because she couldn’t break the bond, no matter how many times he shattered her heart.I remembered her crying quietly behind closed doors, thinking no one could h
Third Person’s POVAustin had seen Madison bleed. He had seen her bound, broken, trembling. He had seen bruises on her skin and blood on her lips.But this… this was different. This is not just physical injury. It is something attacking her from the inside. And he doesn’t know how to stop it!“How c
Third Person’s POVWhile Madison was recovering and developing a bitter sweet relationship with Austin, here at Dylan’s pack house, Dylan was getting more raged and upset about the fact that he ultimately lost Madison to Austin.After what happened to Madison at the pack’s hospital, he was determine







